Look, now roll my j tight
Im being pulled left and right
Smoking khaled, my weed the best
He was being a bully so i left
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
That was good shit, is there any left
Contending factions, left with descending passions.
Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips
'till there's nothin' left.
Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect
Udc where he met my mother
I left for one summer,
Take the exit, the nearest left
Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best
Your man wale in his own damn lane
Right now using my left brain
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